"Make the circuit three way," I said.
Steve's voice came in. "I had to get to you, Joe. This guy Herb and his wife just left the hotel."
"C.I.'s listening too," I said. "Did they say anything that would point to where they're going?"
"To the cemetery first. He swiped a couple of knives and forks when they finished eating their dinner. Maybe for weapons."
"I doubt that," I said. "But I think it's time to pick him up. He's got to be committed."
"Wait a minute," C.I. said. "Joe, you catch up with them. Join them and play along. Tell this guy Herb you overheard him and guessed what was going on. Gain his confidence if you can."
"That's pretty dangerous!" I replied. "That guy's—"
"It's orders," C.I. said. "Steve, you lay the net so that whatever happens we can contain it."
That was that. Orders. But I still didn't like it.
I went to the desk and took out my compact paralysis tube. Then, reluctantly, I put it back. I would have to play the part. The paralysis tube would give me away as an agent. It would have to be up to Steve and the others to contain the threat.